This is a song about "Lower six misun"

And started listening when i was six

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Then negative six hundred and sixty six below

I be, creeping lower than low

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Rappers in my trunk i packed in six

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

... i recorded this.... take six

I'm neo in the matrix

Subtweets lower than sub-bass blasting submarines,

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens

Those mainstream commercials won't know the lower class,

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

(six minutes, six minutes)

My team getting digits